"The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike!"

Time runs especially when you are in your twenties. You start living in a haze without having a moment for yourself. This machine-like Society has already decided that the best years of your life should be stressful and hectic. It is the decade of plans and lifetime decisions with unmeasurable amounts of sacrifices.  "Twenties" is the threshold of adulthood (the portal of regrets and nostalgia). 

What one really wants to be? What would be the ideal life for oneself?

When it comes to me, it's pretty much simple. 

All becomes clear when I shut the door of my bedroom. 

I see myself acting in a tremendous stage. Huge applauses would resonate at the theater the moment the curtains would fall down. Later, a beautiful man would hand me a bouquet of seven red roses, and embrace me with his unconditional love. "Now, you're mine. Let's go home."- He would say in his husky voice. 

Home! It would be a beautiful cozy cottage by the sea. 

It's Sunday afternoon, and we would be in the living room. We would be reading in silence. We would look at each other from time to time, and would exchange quotes from our books. 

Time would respect our peaceful love-live. Time would leave us alone because Love would have conquered. 

Later in the evening, we would take a long walk by the beach. Hand by hand, we would stop from time to another to contemplate the sky full of glittering stars. 

"The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike!"*

I wake up from my day-dreaming!

Fact 1: I'm twenty-two years old.

Fact 2: I study dentistry in a foreign country.

Fact3: I miss the stage.

These three facts are the true prolongation of my future. The real future is going to be suffocating. I'm going to be a young dentist who would pass her thirties trying to make a successful reputation among dentists who are already great. Hence, no time is going to be available to find a beautiful cottage by the sea, the love of my life nor the blossoming theater carrier. 

You see? We make huge sacrifices in our twenties. 

Be smarter than me, and take all the time you need to plan it well. Because the moment you choose a road, you will no longer be able to switch it with "The Road not Taken"*. 

Chaima Bizani 

*"The stars move still, time runs, the clock will strike!" (Dr.Faustus by Christopher Marlowe)

* The Road not Taken"  (The Road not Taken" by Robert Frost)